¿Qué hora es? (12/12)
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super_seme04AN: Welcome to the morning after and take a left to exit this ride.
3AM
“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.”
Dean fell asleep during his self-appointed task of watching Castiel and Castiel creeps past him like a thief though he still has his wings.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
Castiel comes across Sam in the hallway but he just smiles.
“Go.”
Sam knows what it’s like to love your family and still need to leave.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
In the living room, Uriel sits at Tyler Durden’s feet and quietly sings to a pale, blue eyed child not even one year old.
“And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.”
The child coos and she coos back as Tyler rolls his eyes.
“What manner of child is this?”
Tyler stands as if it hurts to live and takes the baby from Uriel.
The child kicks and squeals happily then goes silent when given to Castiel.
Uriel retreats to her room because she likes the peace of silence.
The child is still and stares up at Castiel with old eyes.
“Is this a final act of love or stupidity?”
“I don’t drown puppies,” Tyler answers as he nuzzles Castiel’s neck.
“He’s going to become a wolf,” Castiel sighs.
“I’ll teach him to howl.”
“He’s going to want to roam.”
“Love can be a leash.”
“Is it mine?”
With excellent timing, Uriel appears to take the baby.
He’s a normal child when he sees her and smiles and blows spit bubbles so that she’ll laugh.
She leaves and Castiel doesn’t know if he’ll see Tyler or Michael when he turns around.
“Poor, sweet, noble Castiel,” Tyler mockingly says as he brushes his cheek. “What do you think keeps you here, I wonder... It is sex, blood or is it because you know that this in the only place where you aren’t an abomination,” he asked as he pulled Castiel against him by his hair. “You weep like a woman in mourning but spread your legs for me like Jezebel reborn whenever given the chance,” Tyler said as his fingers tighten in Castiel’s hair.
Castiel frees himself then back away Tyler.
“You did this to me,” he accused. “I knew nothing of desire or want until you-”
“Corrupted you, right,” Tyler asked as he slammed Castiel against the wall behind them. “That’s what I did, right? Took you raw and bloody until you screamed for it… right,” he asked as he crushed Castiel’s wrists together. “Do you remember how this started? “I have been lessened.” Do you remember those words?”
Castiel says nothing and tries to wrench himself free.
“Do you remember those words,” Tyler repeats as he holds Castiel still with a slow grind of his hips.
“Yes,” Castiel gasped.
“What did I tell you?”
“You said… You said I would be a new creature.”
Castiel writhes against Tyler because subtlety is overrated and they’ve already seen each other at their worst.
“And you are. The reason you stay is because you are no longer your own, you belong to me,” Tyler says as he releases Castiel.
Fingers trail down his arms to reverently touch scarred skin.
“You think you need to be loved but you want to be owned, Castiel. You would die for any man’s cause because you don’t know how to live,” Tyler sighs against Castiel’s neck. “After all this time, I’m still waiting for you to run. You could leave and if given time, Dean Winchester could learn to love you,” he suddenly says. “He’d touch you sweetly and call you baby and maybe even make you happy.”
Castiel doesn’t hear the stairs creak.
“But you won’t be happy because you can’t live in that bright, shiny, bubble wrapped world. You have no place in it anymore. I made sure of that,” Tyler whispers into Castiel’s ear.
“You said yes to me. You said yes.”
Castiel’s head rears back and hits the wall with a dull thud.
The sound hangs in the air like a noose.
“Why me, Michael? Why?”
Tyler tilts his head then smiles.
“Why not?”
Why not.
Those two words have summed up what now seems to be the anthem of his existence.
“I have been lessened,” Castiel murmurs as he kisses Tyler. “I have been lessened. I have been-”
Soft, wet noises are heard and someone is crying quietly.
Dean walks back up the stairs and goes to Sam’s room because there’s laughter in there.
He opens the door and Sam is blowing raspberries on a baby’s stomach in the middle of the bed. The baby is almost red in the face from giggling.
Dean blinks then sits down beside Uriel.
“His name is Jack.”
He doesn’t know if she’s watching Sam or Jack so closely.
“We can’t help Cas, can we?”
Uriel turns and the over sized sweatshirt she’s wearing slips down a slim shoulder.
Dean fixes it without thinking and Uriel looks confused.
“Michael is… odd,” she carefully says. “Castiel is also odd. They,” her tongue darts out to wet her lips and she sighs heavily, “they will adjust. I cannot explain this to you because this is something that goes beyond you and I so just let it be, Dean.”
“…But-”
“Castiel is far more resilient than you think and Michael is far more possessive than you could imagine,” Uriel says with tired eyes.
“Uh… Uriel?”
Sam holds Jack at arm’s length because he’s in serious need of a clean diaper.
Uriel clucks her tongue and Jack coos when he’s given to her.
“So, whose kid is this,” Dean asked with a laugh as he looks at soft, fuzzy brown hair and big, blue eyes and round, flushed cheeks.
“He is Tyler’s son,” Uriel answers with a strained expression.
Not Michael’s, Tyler’s.
“…I’m not even going to ask,” Dean says though he takes Jack from her to bounce him on his knee.
“I hope you know that your daddy’s crazy, little guy.”
“Dean!”
“What? It’s just the truth, Sam!”
Castiel stands in the doorway and Tyler’s hands rest lightly on his hips.
“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.”
Uriel is singing to Jack and he’s watching her fingers twist with an intensity that he shouldn’t know.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
Jack whines and cries loudly until Tyler and Castiel join the others on the bed.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
It’s three in the morning and the word is still ending one second at a time, but it’s not going to end anytime soon.
“And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.”
The Morningstar falls into the untroubled sleep of the innocent and as always, Michael watches over him.
Sam watches as his brother accepts that this is Castiel’s life now.
Dean’s at peace with whatever this is because he knows that Castiel will always be his friend.
Uriel wonders what kind of man this terrifying child will grow up to become and Castiel watches Tyler.
Tyler looks back at Castiel and smiles a smile full of secrets then kisses him like he’s trying to relearn his mouth.
It’s three am and little Jack Durden is asleep.
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Now playing: Rufus Wainwright - Agnus Dei
via FoxyTunes
3AM
“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.”
Dean fell asleep during his self-appointed task of watching Castiel and Castiel creeps past him like a thief though he still has his wings.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
Castiel comes across Sam in the hallway but he just smiles.
“Go.”
Sam knows what it’s like to love your family and still need to leave.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
In the living room, Uriel sits at Tyler Durden’s feet and quietly sings to a pale, blue eyed child not even one year old.
“And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.”
The child coos and she coos back as Tyler rolls his eyes.
“What manner of child is this?”
Tyler stands as if it hurts to live and takes the baby from Uriel.
The child kicks and squeals happily then goes silent when given to Castiel.
Uriel retreats to her room because she likes the peace of silence.
The child is still and stares up at Castiel with old eyes.
“Is this a final act of love or stupidity?”
“I don’t drown puppies,” Tyler answers as he nuzzles Castiel’s neck.
“He’s going to become a wolf,” Castiel sighs.
“I’ll teach him to howl.”
“He’s going to want to roam.”
“Love can be a leash.”
“Is it mine?”
With excellent timing, Uriel appears to take the baby.
He’s a normal child when he sees her and smiles and blows spit bubbles so that she’ll laugh.
She leaves and Castiel doesn’t know if he’ll see Tyler or Michael when he turns around.
“Poor, sweet, noble Castiel,” Tyler mockingly says as he brushes his cheek. “What do you think keeps you here, I wonder... It is sex, blood or is it because you know that this in the only place where you aren’t an abomination,” he asked as he pulled Castiel against him by his hair. “You weep like a woman in mourning but spread your legs for me like Jezebel reborn whenever given the chance,” Tyler said as his fingers tighten in Castiel’s hair.
Castiel frees himself then back away Tyler.
“You did this to me,” he accused. “I knew nothing of desire or want until you-”
“Corrupted you, right,” Tyler asked as he slammed Castiel against the wall behind them. “That’s what I did, right? Took you raw and bloody until you screamed for it… right,” he asked as he crushed Castiel’s wrists together. “Do you remember how this started? “I have been lessened.” Do you remember those words?”
Castiel says nothing and tries to wrench himself free.
“Do you remember those words,” Tyler repeats as he holds Castiel still with a slow grind of his hips.
“Yes,” Castiel gasped.
“What did I tell you?”
“You said… You said I would be a new creature.”
Castiel writhes against Tyler because subtlety is overrated and they’ve already seen each other at their worst.
“And you are. The reason you stay is because you are no longer your own, you belong to me,” Tyler says as he releases Castiel.
Fingers trail down his arms to reverently touch scarred skin.
“You think you need to be loved but you want to be owned, Castiel. You would die for any man’s cause because you don’t know how to live,” Tyler sighs against Castiel’s neck. “After all this time, I’m still waiting for you to run. You could leave and if given time, Dean Winchester could learn to love you,” he suddenly says. “He’d touch you sweetly and call you baby and maybe even make you happy.”
Castiel doesn’t hear the stairs creak.
“But you won’t be happy because you can’t live in that bright, shiny, bubble wrapped world. You have no place in it anymore. I made sure of that,” Tyler whispers into Castiel’s ear.
“You said yes to me. You said yes.”
Castiel’s head rears back and hits the wall with a dull thud.
The sound hangs in the air like a noose.
“Why me, Michael? Why?”
Tyler tilts his head then smiles.
“Why not?”
Why not.
Those two words have summed up what now seems to be the anthem of his existence.
“I have been lessened,” Castiel murmurs as he kisses Tyler. “I have been lessened. I have been-”
Soft, wet noises are heard and someone is crying quietly.
Dean walks back up the stairs and goes to Sam’s room because there’s laughter in there.
He opens the door and Sam is blowing raspberries on a baby’s stomach in the middle of the bed. The baby is almost red in the face from giggling.
Dean blinks then sits down beside Uriel.
“His name is Jack.”
He doesn’t know if she’s watching Sam or Jack so closely.
“We can’t help Cas, can we?”
Uriel turns and the over sized sweatshirt she’s wearing slips down a slim shoulder.
Dean fixes it without thinking and Uriel looks confused.
“Michael is… odd,” she carefully says. “Castiel is also odd. They,” her tongue darts out to wet her lips and she sighs heavily, “they will adjust. I cannot explain this to you because this is something that goes beyond you and I so just let it be, Dean.”
“…But-”
“Castiel is far more resilient than you think and Michael is far more possessive than you could imagine,” Uriel says with tired eyes.
“Uh… Uriel?”
Sam holds Jack at arm’s length because he’s in serious need of a clean diaper.
Uriel clucks her tongue and Jack coos when he’s given to her.
“So, whose kid is this,” Dean asked with a laugh as he looks at soft, fuzzy brown hair and big, blue eyes and round, flushed cheeks.
“He is Tyler’s son,” Uriel answers with a strained expression.
Not Michael’s, Tyler’s.
“…I’m not even going to ask,” Dean says though he takes Jack from her to bounce him on his knee.
“I hope you know that your daddy’s crazy, little guy.”
“Dean!”
“What? It’s just the truth, Sam!”
Castiel stands in the doorway and Tyler’s hands rest lightly on his hips.
“The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout.”
Uriel is singing to Jack and he’s watching her fingers twist with an intensity that he shouldn’t know.
“Down came the rain and washed the spider out.”
Jack whines and cries loudly until Tyler and Castiel join the others on the bed.
“Out came the sun and dried up all the rain.”
It’s three in the morning and the word is still ending one second at a time, but it’s not going to end anytime soon.
“And the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again.”
The Morningstar falls into the untroubled sleep of the innocent and as always, Michael watches over him.
Sam watches as his brother accepts that this is Castiel’s life now.
Dean’s at peace with whatever this is because he knows that Castiel will always be his friend.
Uriel wonders what kind of man this terrifying child will grow up to become and Castiel watches Tyler.
Tyler looks back at Castiel and smiles a smile full of secrets then kisses him like he’s trying to relearn his mouth.
It’s three am and little Jack Durden is asleep.
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Now playing: Rufus Wainwright - Agnus Dei
via FoxyTunes
